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One thousand sixty-seven, visiting friends

Zhan Yihan took out a book of ancient martial arts and handed it to He Xiaofei, "This is a secret book for practicing ancient martial arts. You must keep it. Now I will tell you the key points of practicing ancient martial arts."

He Xiaofei stretched out his hands and took it respectfully, "Thank you, Master...Brother!" Although the master did not let him call him Master, in his heart, he would always regard him as Master.

"Can I know your names?" Boss He walked up and looked at Zhan Yihan gratefully. Xiaofei has always been interested in martial arts. Every time he watches martial arts dramas, he will follow him to gesture there, but his family is poor and he can't afford to learn martial arts.

"If you have the fate in the future, I will tell you again. Xiaofei, practice according to what I said." Zhan Yihan looked at He Xiaofei and said.

"Yes!" He Xiaofei nodded vigorously, his eyes full of excitement, excitement, seriousness, and strong expectations. He will definitely learn it seriously and will not let down the master's teachings.

Seeing Zhan Yihan and Su Jinyue walking out of the night market with their hands in hand, Ren Qiyao's eyes lit up, "Master, they are here."

"Yes!" The old man in Tang suit nodded, pushed open the car door and walked out of the car.

Zhan Yihan and Su Jinyue smiled faintly when they saw the old man in Tang suit blocking in front of them.

"Old man, you are not my opponent, so let's get out of the way." Zhan Yihan said. When the four big men were in trouble for them, he had seen the situation here. When he saw Ren Qiyao, he understood what was going on.

The old man in Tang suit sneered, "Young people should be more modest. We will know whether they are your opponents."

Zhan Yihan stopped talking and made an invitation gesture to the old man in Tang costume.

Su Jinyue smiled slightly at the battle with Yihan and took a step back.

The old man in Tang suit posed as a big roc spread his wings, and looked at Zhan Yihan sharply with his eyes of vicissitudes of time and prepared for the attack.

Zhan Yihan stepped forward with a calm look on his face. He really didn't want to fight with the other party. With his cultivation level, what's the difference between fighting with the other party and bullying a child?

The old man in Tang suit shouted loudly and rushed towards Zhan Yihan, "Boy, try my authentic Ye family boxing." Zhan Yihan's look of inattentiveness made him really unhappy. He must teach the other party a lesson so that he knows what kung fu is.

Zhan Yihan raised his hand to take the fist of the old man in Tang suit, and at the same time he used the force to fight.

The old man in Tang suit took several steps back. He looked at Zhan Yihan in disbelief. After a long time, he said dejectedly: "I lost!" With just one move, he knew that he was not the opponent of the other party, and even knew that if the other party did not show mercy, he would have been injured.

Ren Qiyao looked at the scene outside the car in disbelief. He knew his master's strength very well. Zhan Yihan actually defeated his master with one move. How strong should he be?

"Knock!" A gentle tapping sounded from the car window.

Ren Qiyao came back to his senses and turned to look out the window. He saw Su Jinyue standing outside the car, looking at him with a smile.

"Mr. Su." Ren Qiyao smiled awkwardly. He was arrested. He originally thought that he would not know that he was asking for trouble for them when he hid in the car. Unexpectedly, Su Jinyue discovered it.

Su Jinyue curled the corners of her lips lightly, "This is the last time, we won't let you go so easily next time."

"Are you threatening me?" Ren Qiyao said with a deep face.

"You can think so." Su Jinyue saw Zhan Yihan coming over, looked at him and smiled, and walked towards the hotel.

"Damn it!" Ren Qiyao angrily hammered the steering wheel. Ren Qiyao is not an ordinary person in Xiangjiang. If he dares to threaten him, he will not let them leave Xiangjiang.

The old man in Tang suit opened the car door and got into the car. Seeing Ren Qiyao's appearance, he shook his head, "Qi Yao, that young man is not a simple person, let's forget about this."

"Master, I have a proper sense of justice." Ren Qiyao said indifferently. No one has ever been able to be safe and sound after bullying him.

When they returned to the hotel, Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan entered the small world. No matter at any time, they should not relax in their practice.

A night passed by.

The next morning, after breakfast, Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan left the house. She planned to meet the friend of her previous life before leaving Xiangjiang.

The shanty towns are the most broken and dirtiest places in Xiangjiang, and the people living here are the people at the bottom of society.

Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan walked in the alley full of miscellaneous things. From time to time, people looked up at them, their eyes full of doubt.

When he arrived at a dilapidated bungalow, he heard a long or short cough sound from inside. Su Jinyue raised her hand and knocked on the door.

After a while, the door was opened and a short-haired woman in a plaid shirt opened the door.

She looked at Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan outside the door, "Who are you looking for?"

"Are you Yang Xiaoqi?" Su Jinyue asked. When she came to Xiangjiang in her previous life, she encountered a robbery. Yang Xiaoqi helped her get her bag back. Later, they became good friends.

"How did you know me?" Yang Xiaoqi looked at Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan in confusion. She was sure that she had never seen them.

"We are here to send you this will by your aunt." Su Jinyue took out a will and handed it to Yang Xiaoqi.

"I don't have an aunt, have you made a mistake?" Yang Xiaoqi just looked at the will in Su Jinyue's hand and had no intention of taking it.

"Is your father named Yang Fenjin? He was born in 1943. His parents once gave his newborn little daughter because his family was poor?" Su Jinyue asked. Since she was here, she naturally did her homework.

Yang Xiaoqi thought about it and nodded, "It's such a thing." When her father was alive, he would always tell her about the past. He told her that she had a little aunt who was sent to her by her grandparents shortly after she was born. But decades have passed, and they don't know whether her aunt is alive or dead. After all, when her aunt gave it, she was only a few days after she was born.

"That's right." Su Jinyue handed the document to Yang Xiaoqi, "You clean up and I'll take you to the house left by your aunt."

Yang Xiaoqi took it blankly and looked at the document in her hand, "My aunt left me the house? How could she know about us?"

"Your aunt has known her life experience for a long time. She has sent someone to investigate you, but her illness has worsened too quickly and she has not had time to see you for the last time." Su Jinyue said.

Yang Xiaoqi's eyes suddenly became wet, and she sniffed hard, "You guys go in and sit down first."

Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan nodded and followed Yang Xiaoqi into the room.
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